I love DragonQueen - their chemistry is so amazing! Which is why I decided to write my own DQ story. Hope you like it. - np
Tell me what you think :)
Enchanted Forest
As she laid there, staring at the sleeping woman next to her, she knew that she was a fool to feel hope. Hope for her own happily ever after. Her happy ending had been ultimately destroyed by Snow White many years ago – she knew as much – but she also knew she couldn't hold herself back much longer, no matter how ill-fated the little kindling of hope burning inside of her was. So she didn't even try to stop her hands from wandering, gently trailing over the naked back exposed beside her. She let her fingers run over strong shoulder blades, down the woman's spine and over the well-rounded cheeks of her ass. The moonlight was illuminating the woman's soft skin, making it glow unearthly. She left her left hand on the blonde's butt, studying her face. The woman was beautiful in a wild and untamed way but when she slept – which didn't occur often as dragons didn't need as much sleep as mere humans – she looked calm, peaceful and oh so young. Regina knew that in fact the woman was several hundred years old, while her appearance was that of a mature woman in the end of her thirties. Slowly she moved closer to the other woman and pressed gentle kisses to her nose, her cheeks, the closed eyelids, her temple and lastly to those full soft lips. Eventually she withdrew her left hand from the woman's enticing ass to stroke over the silky blond hair instead. She loved the feeling of her hair tickling her breasts when she rode her fast and hard. She loved the smooth skin that was always burning from underneath and how their body temperature difference gave her a kick she couldn't quite understand. She loved to look into the blue eyes and watch them turn bright green when she made her come. But more than anything she loved the odd nights when the dragon witch would fall asleep next to her. She would spent hours watching her chest fall and rise, her nose slightly crinkling when she dreamt. Tonight was one of those few nights and Regina cherished the time instead of giving in to sleep. She would never be too tired to watch Maleficent sleep. Their sex was always fast and rough, no cuddles but lots of sweat running down their bodies. Regina wished she could make love to her once but the dragon would stop her at the first gentle touch. It was a miracle she hadn't woken yet.
'What have I gotten myself into,' the young woman thought to herself, looking at her lover's face. 'She will never love me. And why would she? Leopold doesn't even bother looking at me when he groans between my legs. Why would it be different with her... Oh Daniel, I wish you were here. I… I've fallen in love with her.'
These days revenge wasn't on her mind every waking moment of her day – Maleficent was. She wished there was a chance at being happy with her... And in a bold move Regina gently stroked all over the beloved body until sleepy blue eyes finally met her own in confusion. "I love you, Maleficent," she whispered before her courage left her.
Storybrooke
The Snow Queen's curse had been broken six weeks ago. The town was quiet and rather peaceful these days but Regina didn't find it in her to be happy. It had been over 30 years now that she'd cursed them all to Storybrooke to find her happy ending but the only times she felt remotely happy were when she was with Henry. Ever since she'd been a young teenage girl she'd only wanted love. And while she loved Henry more than anything else, she wished for a partner who would reciprocate her feelings. Someone to hold her at night and to make love with – someone who saw her as a woman instead of a mother. It had been over 30 years and not once had she even thought about taking a lover; the selection was fairly limited and people didn't exactly line up at her front door, wanting to date her. She'd learned pretty early on that the curse had been Rumpelstiltskin's idea, that he had turned her to darkness for his own benefits. How could she find love, when it was actually his curse? But she was certain it was all her own doing anyway. No one could expect to find happiness and love after the awful and cruel things she had done – she'd basically hit the jackpot with Henry already.
"Mom," her son barged into the mayor's office, clearly out of breath. "You won't believe it! Cruella and Ursula! They brought the dragon Emma slayed back to life!"
"Maleficent?" Regina knew there had only been one dragon in Storybrooke and only one that had been killed by Emma but she had to ask nonetheless. How...?
Henry nodded eagerly. "Exactly," he said. "You have to do something before she decides to take vengeance on Emma for killing her!"
Regina sighed. She was in a bad mood today and so not up to meeting her former mentor and bedfellow. "Where is she?" she asked nonetheless.
Henry recognized the telltale signs of his mother having a bad day and wondered if she'd ever be truly happy when even he, the one with the heart of the truest believer sometimes didn't find it in him to believe. They'd been looking for the author everywhere in Storybrooke to no avail. He also hadn't found any clues in his book yet as to his whereabouts.
"I don't know, mom," the brown haired boy admitted sheepishly. "But you have to find Emma before she does!"
Regina nodded, getting up from her chair and closing the folder she'd been sifting through. "Alright, Henry. I'll go find Emma but I want you to stay here until I do." She saw her son open his mouth in protest but quickly raised her eyebrow at him. "I will find her. I promise. But I can't worry about you in the meantime. Maleficent is dangerous…"
The boy grimaced but still gave a small nod.
"I'll be putting some wards in place," she explained, already reaching out with her senses and letting her magic surround the room in a protective barrier. "You'll be able to get out but other than Emma, the Charmings and me, no one will be able to get to you."
Then she vanished on the spot, leaving purple smoke and a worried Henry behind at her office.
"Snow," Regina saw the woman standing in front of the clock tower and quickly walked up to her side. "Do you have any idea where Emma is?"
"No," Snow seemed unfazed. "Why do you ask? Is something wrong?"
"Not yet," Regina began. "But she might be in trouble soon enough. Henry found out that Ursula and Cruella resurrected Maleficent…"
"And she was the one to kill her," Snow ended for her former enemy, gripping the handle of Neal's stroller tighter. "What do we do now? Is she after Emma?"
"We don't know. But it would be better if we found her first."
Snow nodded, worriedly looking at her sleeping baby. "I'll call David and the dwarfs."
"And I'll stop by at Granny's. Maybe she's there eating those sugary things she craves so much…" Regina walked off in the direction of the diner.
She was just about to open the door and step into Granny's when she felt goosebumps rising on her skin.
"Looking for me?" a voice she hadn't heard in a long time sounded behind her.
Regina slowly turned around, almost nose to nose with Maleficent. She took a step back and the dragon grinned.
"You're not afraid, are you Regina?" the other woman teased, looking her up and down.
'Not afraid,' she sadly thought. 'I just can't bear to be this close to you.'
"I am not," she said, hoping her voice didn't give her away. "What is it you want?"
"Oh are we skipping the pleasantries already, Regina?" Maleficent smiled, showing her sharp teeth, making Regina remember the many times she felt them graze her neck.
She shuddered and the dragon laughed. "You were always like this. Getting to the point right away."
"Well?" Regina drawled out, still waiting for Maleficent to answer her question.
"I won't be handing you your answer on a silver platter, Regina. Find it out yourself, earn the answer," Maleficent turned to go. "Don't worry, I'm not after the savior."
Silver smoke surrounded her and the woman was gone.
Regina took a deep breath.
"Mom," Henry came running over the street before he flung himself into his mother's arms.
"Henry," Regina lightly scolded, too happy about the embrace to really be angry. Not long ago, he wouldn't even talk to her besides calling her the 'Evil Queen'. They'd come such a long way. "What are you doing here? I thought I told you to stay at my office."
"I know mom," the boy was apologetic. "I looked out of the window and saw the two of you standing here. I thought she was going to kill you."
Regina chuckled at that. "You know, a long time ago, when I first set foot into her castle – I know she really thought about killing me then." Henry looked alarmed at his mother's words. "But," Regina emphasized the word to make him understand. "Maleficent and I? We might be many things to each other but she would never kill me."
Henry didn't know how she could be this sure about the dragon witch but for now he chose to just believe what she said. He nodded. "Can we go home and watch a movie, mom?"
Regina beamed at her son. "I'd love to." Then she wrapped her arm around his shoulder and teleported them into their living room.
"I wish I could do this," Henry said, always amazed at his mother's powers.
"Well," Regina grinned, tousling his hair. "I for one am rather glad you don't. Imagine all the trouble you'd be getting in."
After they'd watched 'Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix' both of the Mills were rather tired although it was only afternoon. Henry decided to go to his room and read in his comics while Regina was unsure of how to spend the rest of the day.
'Maybe some gardening?' she thought but quickly dismissed the idea. She wasn't in the mood and her garden was pristine as always. 'Well, maybe then some reading as well?'
She nodded to herself and got up from the couch to go to her bedroom and grab her book from her night table, when the doorbell rang.
"Snow, David," she greeted the couple standing in front of her door. "Why do I have the feeling this isn't a neighborly visit?"
"Because it isn't," Snow supplied. "We need your help Regina."
She lifted her eyebrows but opened her door wider and retreated back to the living room, knowing that they would follow her.
"So?" She asked when all of them had taken seats. "Care to explain? What could you possibly need my help for?"
Snow looked at Charming, squeezing his hand before she looked into Regina's eyes.
"I know when you told me a secret I didn't keep it and destroyed your life," the younger woman began. "But I really need you to keep mine. Ours."
Regina nodded. "Of course." Then Snow and David told her a story that left her speechless.
"So," Regina looked at them with disbelief. "Let's see if I get this right. You, the heroes, cursed an innocent, Maleficent's unborn child with Emma's darkness? And you want me to find out if she's after you?"
"Exactly," David stated.
Regina tiredly rubbed her eyes. "Okay."
"Okay?" the two asked.
"Yes," Regina agreed. "I will find out what it is she wants and I won't tell anyone of what you did. You really should think about telling Emma though… Lies have a way to come back and hit you in the face."
"We know, it's just… We don't want to let her down. We don't want to lose her or make her think she's only the savior because we meddled in her uncertain fate. I'd like to believe she would have grown up good anyway," Snow said with tears in her eyes. "Thank you, Regina. I…"
"Spare yourself and me the emotional outburst of gratitude, Snow," Regina mocked her in jest. "Now go, I'll have to prepare myself for meeting the dark trio."
When the two had left, Regina's thoughts were circling around what she had learned. Back in the Enchanted Forest, only mere months before her curse had hit the land, Maleficent had been pregnant. It told her more, than she ever wanted to know. Not only hadn't the witch loved her. Maleficent had slept with other people as well. Or at least one man.
She knew they weren't exclusive – the woman didn't love her for Christ's sake. But this, this still hurt like a bitch. She'd slept with someone else, maybe just hours after they'd shared their bodies, and she'd gotten pregnant.
Tears were freely flowing down her cheeks when she sifted through her dresser in search of something suitable to wear for approaching Cruella, Ursula and Maleficent.
"Oh Mal," she sadly whispered to herself. "I just thought that at least I was the only one."